Secret Menu
Rating: Mature/Explicit
Relationships: Vegeta/Goku, Vegeta/Kakarot
Summary:
Vegeta tries to find solitude at a far-away amazing hole-in-wall restaurant but of course his rival finds him and ruins his peace. But what is that delectable smell? Is it the marvelous food or Goku's new discovery?
Notes:
This is my first Dragon Ball fic ever and I'm really scared to post it lol. It was literally born out of my personal cravings for V/K and also I was horny XD This fic literally has all of my favorites tropes/kinks that I've read during my DB revival.
It's all over the place, so just sit back and enjoy the ride!
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS
Link to full fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45900832
Chapter 1
Vegeta grumbled into the menu, stealing glances over the top of it to the last person he wanted to see. He even lowered his ki a few blocks out to basically nothing to get off the radar—and yet, there the idiot was.
He could leave. Just sprint out of there and come back another time. Gnashing his teeth together, he wanted to shout. He’d been looking forward to this meal all damn week. As soon as he sat down, his mouth watered at the delicious smells around him. How could he leave?
Now, he scowled at the larger Saiyan across the room.
Kakarot studied the menu with a hard expression before sighing and tossing it aside. Before he could look up, Vegeta averted his eyes, stooping lower in his seat.
But it didn’t matter, of course. The most annoying Saiyan Vegeta had ever known saw him—he knew because Kakarot flared his ki a little excitedly—and jumped from his seat, skipping over to him.
“Hi, ‘Geta!”
“Tch.” Will I ever get a moment of peace? Vegeta didn’t even look up, just asked, “How’d you find out about this place, Kakarot?”
Goku rubbed the back of neck nervously. “Uh, well, a little randomly, actually…”
“Oh, really? You just flew around for a few hours, stopped because you were hungry, and followed your nose to this establishment, hm?”
“... That’s pretty much how it all worked out, yeah.”
Vegeta didn’t hide his eye roll and didn’t respond. When the fool didn’t move, he snapped, “Well, are you just going to stand there or will you be joining me?” Red bloomed on Goku’s cheeks as he smiled and fidgeted, still not moving. “Sit,” he commanded, then leaned in toward the too-enthusiastic idiot as he sat down and growled, “If you tell Bulma, Whis, Gohan, Yamcha—or any of the other imbeciles—I will destroy you so thoroughly that not even the dragon balls can bring you back.” He tossed the unnecessary menu on the table for emphasis.
Goku just raised a brow and grinned. “Your secret is safe with me, ‘Geta.”
“And quit calling me that!”
As if Vegeta hadn’t just reprimanded him, Goku asked, looking at the menu. “So, what’s good here?”
“Literally everything.”
Goku stretched his arms overhead and smiled wider. The prince didn't want to admit that his expression warmed his insides. No, nope. Didn’t feel a thing. Vegeta flared his nostrils, wishing he would’ve just left. But this place, this food just smelled so damn good.
“Really?”
Vegeta just grunted affirmation, closing his eyes and meditating until their waitress arrived. She, her name was Maddy, asked for his order first. He gave it then she turned to Goku, blushing as she took in his physique.
“And what are you having, handsome?”
Vegeta’s teeth clenched involuntarily, and he didn’t have the nerve to analyze what emotion was coursing up his throat. Goku was oblivious to Maddy’s attention and just said, “I’ll have what he’s having,” which just so happened to be one of everything on the menu. Goku returned his attention to Vegeta, and the prince smirked when the waitress walked away in a huff.
“So, how was training today?”
Vegeta took a small sip of tea and said, “Are you really that daft?”
“What do you mean?”
He stared at Goku, dumbfounded. The man stared back, like he didn’t realize he was absolutely gorgeous and distracting. Shaking his head to dispel those types of thoughts, he said, “Did you really not notice Maddy flirting with you?”
Goku shrugged. “I guess so.” Then his lips lifted a little, the look a bit too unfamiliar and yet… Is that a smirk? Vegeta’s breath hitched. “I mean, she’s not really my type anyway.”
Vegeta sighed to hide any lapse of sanity Kakarot’s body language was giving him. “I suppose your type is a little more traditional. The harpy sure does like her long dresses and tight hair-buns.” At least she could cook.
“Hm, you could say that.” Goku plopped his head on his hand, giving Vegeta his full attention. “So, how was training?”
Kakarot’s eyes gleamed under the yellow lighting of the diner. From his proximity, Vegeta could almost see the subtle changes of brown in his eyes—dark carab with little flecks of cinnamon. He sat back with a hiss, determined to purge whatever emotions the larger Saiyan was extracting from him. Godsdammit, he really didn’t want these stupid feelings. Tch. His humans have made him soft. He really didn’t want Kakarot to suspect anything… and though Vegeta couldn’t quite believe the fool would actually figure it out. Has Kakarot ever had a dirty thought in his life? Doubtful.
“You didn’t text me back,” Goku went on, “so I assumed… you did train, right?”
“Of course I trained today, Kakarot. I’m not a lazy imbecile like some people.”
“Did you not get my text?”
“No,” Vegeta bit out. “Not until after I was done.”
That wasn’t true. He definitely got Kakarot’s text immediately after relieving himself this morning to fantasies that most definitely involved a certain savior of Earth. The thoughts came out of nowhere—well, comparatively anyway. He’s certainly never jerked off to Kakarot before. Sure, he’s always noticed how toned and muscular he was, but it wasn’t until Bulma mentioned something at their last soiree…
“Damn, Goku really fills out those jeans. Don’t you agree?”
Vegeta hadn’t even hesitated to look across the room at his rival and glance down appreciatively. “Quite right.”
“Ha! So you do agree?”
He blinked at her and coked a brow. “What?”
“That Goku is hot and you totally want to see him naked?”
Vegeta almost spat out his liquor drink. He dared a peek at Kakarot but he hadn’t noticed Vegeta’s outburst. Thankfully, she’d said it quiet enough that only he’d heard her. He grabbed her elbow and murmured in her ear, “Vulgar woman. Why do you say such things?”
Pulling out of his grasp easily, she smirked around her drink’s little straw. “‘Cause I’m right, per usual. You know, I wouldn’t mind, right? If you went for it?”
Vegeta’s mouth hung open in disbelief. Was she really saying what he thought she was saying? “What do you mean, ‘went for it?’”
“Come on, Vegeta. I see the way you look at him.”
Vegeta was sure that he’s only ever looked at Kakarot with seething hatred. But that wasn’t true, was it? He sputtered, “But… you and me…?”
“Will be just fine. Better probably.” When Vegeta only answered with more sputtering, Bulma took pity on him. “Baby, I’ll always be your wife and the mother of your children. But time doesn’t pass for me like it does for you. I’ll be long gone before you know it and I want you to be happy. I’d like to see you happy. Do you understand?”
He shook his head, looking over his wife, loving every freckle and laugh line. Time didn’t matter to him. He adored her. “You’re beautiful to me.”
Bulma’s blue eyes shone as she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, but the point still stands: You think Goku’s hot and I refuse to stand in your way. I’d even like to watch…”
The party was in full swing as Vegeta took a look around, his gaze falling to Kakarot again. He was telling some sort of story or joke, making Yamcha and Krillen laugh hysterically. As Kakarot’s arms moved around, Vegeta took a long long at the muscles bunching beneath the thin fabric of his red T-shirt. Involuntarily, he gulped.
“Wouldn’t it be nice,” Bulma continued in a sultry voice stirring the fire within him, “to be able to completely let go with someone in bed? To not have to worry if they could take it?”
Heat bloomed in his gut and feathered his cheeks. He opened his mouth to deny it but what came out was, “He wouldn’t even know what to do with me.”
His wife quirked a brow. “Now, who’s being vulgar?”
Vegeta clamped his mouth shut before he could say more embarrassing things.
“Anyway, I’d think you’d be surprised by what Goku knows.”
Vegeta blinked and the ringing of the diner came crashing into focus. Gods. What the hell was he thinking? Sure, Kakarot was attractive—you’d have to be blind not to notice that—but he behaved like a Saiyan child. What was Vegeta supposed to do with that?
“Wow, ‘Geta, you must get up early!”
“Tch. Again, a prince isn’t lazy.”
“Rest doesn’t mean lazy, ya know. It’s actually the best component—”
“Oh, what do you know about components?”
Goku simpered with a hand behind his neck. “All I know is I feel better after a good night’s sleep.”
“Yeah, well,” he crossed his arms. “Not everyone is blessed with good sleep, Kakarot.”
The larger man got serious. “Is it hard for you to go to sleep or…?”
“None of your business,” Vegeta answered quickly and waited for their meal.
The waitress delivered their food and Vegeta glared at her until she left, almost growling when she eyed Kakarot a little too long, but caught himself at the very last second.
Much to Vegeta’s dismay, eating with his rival was worse than expected. It was mostly due to the sounds he made with every bite. Goku gasped as soon as he tasted the first morsel. “Oh, Kami, Vegeta. This… may be the best thing I’ve put in my mouth.” When the prince looked at said mouth, Goku swallowed his food with an audible gulp, noticing Vegeta's staring.
Goku waited anxiously for Vegeta’s next words. The prince just sighed. “In your case, I’m sure you’re right. Dig in.”
He didn’t have to tell Goku twice. Together, the Saiyans devoured their meals in surprisingly companionable silence.
Vegeta couldn’t deny lunch that day was… pleasant if not downright thrilling. In between moaning praise for the food, Kakarot managed to not annoy him as much as usual—well, perhaps he merely tolerated it more due to the prince's oogling. While Kakarot spoke, telling the joke he told Krillen at the Bulma's last party, Vegeta indulged in studying the savior’s exposed skin, the push and pull of his muscles as they bunched around his shoulders and forearms. The dips of his tendons tantalized his eyes, sprouting naughty thoughts that Vegeta tried to push away. That’s when he noticed Kakarot saying his name.
“Vegeta? You listenin’?”
“Hm? Yes, of course.”
“But you didn’t laugh.” Goku squinted, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. For sure that joke always got a laugh.
Vegeta shrugged off his obvious distraction, still swatting away the dastardly ideas forming in his mind. “Well… that’s because it wasn’t that funny.”
“Psht. Yeah, it is.” Goku tore a piece of bread and dipped it in the remaining sauce on his plate. Then he had the audacity to pout, his bottom lip so full and glistening… “You just weren’t listening.”
He felt his face heat as he stared at his oldest friend. It wasn’t guilt that simmered in his gut, oh no, it was something much worse.
He’s adorable… fucking hell. “Fine. I wasn’t listening.”
Goku’s pout deepened, and if Vegeta thought that was torture, then the warrior added those damned puppy dog eyes.
“Godsdammit, Kakarot. You are an absolute child. Tell the damn joke again. And hurry up. I’ve got to get home at a decent time today.”
The fool lit up, which did not warm Vegeta’s cheeks, and started animatedly retelling his joke.
And fuck him silly, the joke was funny.
Link to full fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45900832
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We dont talk enough about the fact that Goku wasnt born strong. Gohan, Vegeta, Broly, Goten, Trunks... all born with innate strength. But Goku... Goku was weak. His entire life growing up, there was ALWAYS someone stronger than him.
For a saiyan to be outmatched by earthlings... ridiculous. But he was. Several times over. Every bit of strength Goku has, he had to work for, train relentlessly for. Its easy to forget because hes so strong now and continiously comes out ahead. But thats the POINT.
Vegeta grew up knowing he was the pride of the saiyan race, born strong, elite, a prodigy. He was hopelessly outmatched by frieza and some of his army, but for a saiyan, vegeta was the strongest (or so he believed).
Because the saiyans put so much belief into power you were born with, power you were destined to have. You either had strength or you didnt. And Goku didnt. So he was third class. His destiny wasnt power, it was weakness.
Its why Vegeta is so constantly thrown off by and therefore obsessed with Goku in the beginning. Because how could someone born so weak be THIS strong? It didnt make sense.
Then we have Gohan, born with incredible hidden reserves of power. Unlike Goku, Gohan was born with potential. His strength was always there. And sure, he had to work incredibly hard to unlock it but its a story arc we keep seeing repeated with gohan. Either its unlocked with anger or someone unlocks it for him (the grand elder, old kai, etc.)
And then Goten and Trunks, both super saiyan by the age of 7. Power came EASY to them. It was as natural as breathing. Goku, Vegeta, and even Gohan all struggled to reach super saiyan. It took a toll. But Trunks and Goten take that power from literal legend and make it a game.
No one has ever had to work as hard as Goku to achieve strength. And you can argue with me on this all day long if you want to. He didnt have hidden powers. There were no hidden reserves, no one to unlock his innate abilities. When he was a child, his unnatural strength compared to human made him special. But for a saiyan, goku was one of the lowest of their race.
Every bit of strength, every morsel of power in gokus body, was built through training. He didnt unlock hidden potentials, HE CREATED them. Its why Goku is the mortal who figures out how to unlock ultra instinct. Because he almost never won a battle purely based off a sheer power, no. Goku had to be smart, needed to be clever. He was forced to hone technique just as much as power, was taught by all his masters the importance of harnessing his mind as well as his body. He grew up meditating, sensing energy, learning not to rely on his eyes, but all his senses. He was training to filter out his own extra unnecessary movements all the way back when he first met Korin and then later again with Kami.
Goku lost fights a lot. All the time. But everytime he lost, he learned. Because he was forced too. Because when Goku lost, there was no backup. He was it. And so he would HAVE to come back stronger, have to find the way to win. Or everyone would be dead.
Maybe its just me but i just think theres something incredibly special about a saiyan labeled as "weak," a saiyan no one bothered to pay any mind to being the first to become legend. He avenged their entire race. That little boy with a tail, born with a power level of 2, became the strongest of them all.
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FUN FACT: Did you know that Vegeta wasn't blowing smoke on Namek when he claimed to have become a Super Saiyan?
Well. Not entirely, anyway.
And also the process of becoming a Super Saiyan is kind of complicated, and Goku is an enlightened martial arts master.
The process of becoming a Super Saiyan is complicated. The English dub got a bit confused on this point while they were frantically erasing as much spirituality and also martial arts and general power levels talk as they could from the series.
The dub was bad. I don't think that's a surprise to anyone. It was a 90's anime dub. It scrubbed the source material of a lot of stuff.
But specifically here, the dub confused matters when it said that to become a Super Saiyan, you have to be pure of heart. This confused matters, because being purehearted is a thing in Dragon Ball. You have to be purehearted to ride the Nimbus.
This concept of pureheartedness exists in Dragon Ball. But it has nothing to do with the Super Saiyan.
This isn't the same as that. To become a Super Saiyan, you need something else. Notably, the Viz manga also translates this idea as "pure of heart"....
But the idea being translated here is more along the lines of tranquility than innocent goodness.
Becoming a Super Saiyan is a bit of a process. To understand the Super Saiyan, we need to talk about limit-breaking. This is a concept that's expressed repeatedly throughout Dragon Ball. In order to become Dragon Ball Powerful, you have to break your limits. You hit a ceiling and that's as far as you can go, until you find some new way to push through and break that ceiling. The series is big on this idea.
As an example, Mr. Satan is an incredibly formidable martial artist. He is peak. Top-tier fighter. ...within human limits. But he doesn't hold a candle to Krillin because Krillin broke the human limit in childhood.
Mr. Satan is basically Panput from the 22nd Tenkaichi Budokai.
Saiyans are in a different league from humans, and they have different set limits. Different norms, different standards, and different potentials. But, like humans, there's a ceiling. The first step to becoming a Super Saiyan is breaking the Saiyan limit.
Goku, as a low-class Saiyan trained on Earth in martial arts, was able to break through the Saiyan limit during his gravity training in space. This wasn't the goal of his training, mind; Goku had a particular goal in mind. He was subjecting himself to intense gravity so that he could acclimate his body to withstanding higher levels of Kaioken.
Not even realizing that was what he was doing, Goku was the first to shatter his Saiyan boundary and take the first step to becoming a Super Saiyan.
That Goku has transcended Saiyan abilities isn't lost on either Vegeta or Captain Ginyu, both of whom peg him as a Super Saiyan... before walking it back because Goku lacks the overwhelming bloodthirst and battle hunger that characterizes the legend.
Poor Goku has no idea what any of these people are on about. He might as well be listening to Game of Thrones fans infodump about the Lannisters.
But he wasn't alone. During his fight with Jeice following his third Zenkai of the arc, Vegeta finds himself trashing Jeice. Vegeta's as surprised as Jeice is, to be honest. Even with a Zenkai, he should not be doing this well.
Vegeta's last Zenkai wasn't just a Zenkai. It pushed him through the Saiyan limit.
You see, something happens to a Saiyan as they cross that boundary. Their ki begins to swell astronomically in preparation for becoming a Super Saiyan. Both Goku and Vegeta at this point have entered a sort of proto-Super Saiyan state. Their powers are passively being inflated.
Goku, too, eventually realizes that his power is growing at an astronomical rate that cannot be explained by his training or his Zenkai boosts or any phenomenon he's aware of. He's just. Swelling with power for reasons he can't fathom.
Neither of them are Super Saiyans yet. They still need the right spark to ignite it - and, despite knowing more about the Super Saiyan legend than Goku, Vegeta has no idea what that spark is. But they're both inflating like balloons in preparation for ignition.
Vegeta brings up the proto-Super Saiyan again in his first showdown with Frieza.
He recognizes that he is not yet the Super Saiyan. But he is a proto-Super Saiyan. He still feels it, still feels his power inflating within himself. He just. Needs. That. Spark.
But he won't find it. He said it himself: He doesn't think Goku and his "soft heart" can become the Super Saiyan. The Super Saiyan is supposed to be filled with rage and battle hunger.
But breaking the Saiyan limit isn't enough. You need the spark: A tranquil heart awakened by rage.
There are two pieces to that. The first is a tranquil heart. What does that mean? It means tranquility. Stillness. Peace. Becoming one with yourself and the cosmic universe.
During his training in space, with nothing to concern himself with and no distractions, Goku found tranquility. Alone in the void of space with only his beloved art, he achieved a measure of serenity and peace that he's never known before.
When Goku steps off that ship, he's different. He's entirely focused on the task at hand. He doesn't even want to fight the Ginyus, which is a stark departure for his character. He has no interest in the joy of battle; Only in doing what he came for and going home.
Goku asks the Ginyu Force multiple times to just go away. He does not care about this. He is thoroughly disinterested in fighting.
He's not even mad. They beat up his son and his best friend, and Goku does not care. Also, he can read minds now. Because he is the Heavenly Buddha, I guess.
This is a super weird moment, but its main purpose is to demonstrate that Goku has become... something else. He's not just "Goku but stronger"; he's changed on a fundamental level.
Goku is no longer a rash, impulsive student. He has become a master of his art. Do you see that kanji on his back? Kaio presented Goku with this new dogi after he got out of the hospital... uh... somehow.
You. Uh. You gonna elaborate on where the fuck that came from, Goku? No? Okay, man. You do you.
In any case, Goku's new dogi is distinctive because it erases the sigils of both the Kame school and Kaio. Originally, he would wear the Kame sigils on both front and back to reflect his status as a student of Kame-senryu.
Even if he did only technically study Kame-senryu for less than a year. It's fine; the Muten-Roshi filled him with a lot of philosophy that's guided him over the years so it still counts.
After he trained under Kaio, the sigil on his back was replaced with Kaio's sigil, to reflect that he is Kaio's student now as much as he is the Muten-Roshi's. Though he left the Kame-senryu sigil on Goku's front, because he is a student of both.
But from the moment Goku steps off that ship, both Kaio and the Kame sigils have been replaced by this new one.
This new sigil serves two purposes. First is that it's the first kanji of Goku's name. Both of his masters are now gone from Goku's expression, replaced by Goku himself; This symbolizes that Goku has, himself, become the master. His art is now fully his own.
Goku is at the peak of his journey. There is nothing more for him to learn. It falls to him now to cultivate, develop, and evolve his art for himself, using the knowledge and mastery he's acquired. And, as we'll see in the next arc, to ultimately pass it on to the next generation to come.
But, bringing this back to the tranquil heart thing: The kanji for 'Go' also represents enlightenment. Goku has found peace with himself and his place in the cosmic universe. That is why he, and not Vegeta, is ready to have his spark ignited.
He's broken the Saiyan limit. He has a tranquil heart. All he needs now is to snap, and have his tranquil heart awakened by rage.
But Vegeta still has a ways to go. Because his heart is far from tranquil.
The best he can come up with is "I Zenkai'd into this, I can Zenkai out of it!" Vegeta is very fettered, especially in conflict with Frieza. He is not one with the cosmic universe. He is a nervous wreck of emotions and wants and distractions. He was so close, but he could never have ignited here. Not under these circumstances.
No, Vegeta would only find his tranquility after becoming stranded on Earth. (No, anime, Vegeta did not have a spare spaceship on hand to leave immediately.)
Three years, living at Capsule Corp until he moved out and got his own place. Free from the yoke of Frieza and able to pursue nothing more than his own self-improvement. Driven by a desire to surpass Goku but in a low-stress environment...
...and apparently hanging out with Bulma in his downtime.
That's where Vegeta found his tranquility. And the spark of rage that ignited his tranquil heart? His own inadequacies, of course.
Never change, Vegeta. XD
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